The Wolf Inside

The Wolf Inside

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Rose Calibur grew in the city of Las Vegas in a State called Nevada. Her home town since birth. The tragic of her mother's death lead Rose to hate and dispise the Vampire race. As she grew up it was only her and her father alone to live in the supernatural world. The day her dad got transferred was the day her life changed. She couldn't stay, she couldn't protest because the King himself would have dragged her by her hair up to Forks in Oregon. With all that has happened she met someone. That someone is Zayn Malik. The boy who saved her from getting bit the night at the party. The night she was in sight of the king. King Harry; the most strongest, bravest, richest, dangerous vampire of all. The King has fallen for her but Rose has fallen for someone else Will Rose's life be in danger?
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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